After Ye Yuqiao was slammed against the wall by the White Tiger and rolled next to Chen Hao, seeing that Tang Jing was about to be taken away, she hurriedly whispered into Chen Hao's unconscious ear with a weak voice, "Chen Hao, didn't you say that I'm very important to you? Now I've been hurt by someone, and I need you to wake up and save me right now, wake up quickly!"

Unexpectedly, Chen Hao indeed suddenly opened his eyes three seconds later, a look of urgency on his face. Seeing blood seeping from the corner of Ye Yuqiao's mouth, a flash of anger sparked in his eyes. He gently stretched out his left hand and caressed her ice-cold, pale left cheek, while his thumb tenderly wiped away the remaining blood at the corner of her mouth, and asked, "Yuqiao, are you alright?"

Tears glistened in Ye Yuqiao's eyes as she gave a restrained smile and shook her head slightly, before urgently saying, "Get up quick, Tang Jing is being taken away!"

Chen Hao's eyes blazed with brilliance as he instantly turned his head towards the doorway and saw the burly White Tiger gaping in shock, and after a moment's pause, he bellowed, "Wait!"

Tang Jing, who was already at the doorway, felt a sudden uplift in her despair upon hearing Chen Hao's voice. She knew that as long as Chen Hao was awake, he would definitely be able to defeat the ferocious White Tiger next to her.

Hearing Chen Hao's shout, the former Beast Tamer Yin Soul and the White Tiger both turned their heads in unison.

At that moment, Chen Hao rose from the sofa; he felt his whole body enveloped in a strong yang energy. Looking into the chilling glare in the White Tiger's large eyes, he couldn't help but feel a bit of fear in his heart.

"Tang Jing, come over here quickly!" Chen Hao called out to Tang Jing with a confident smile on his face.

"Mm!" Tang Jing nodded her head resolutely, then returned to Tang Chao's side and helped him move aside.

The Yin Soul's expression turned gloomy as it huffed angrily, "I really didn't want to kill anyone today, but you're forcing my hand!"

A contemptuous smile spread across Chen Hao's face as he looked at the White Tiger and said, "I didn't want to fight the tiger today, but you're forcing my hand!"

In a flash, the Yin Soul disappeared again.

"Be careful!" Tang Jing shouted urgently.

Chen Hao laughed nonchalantly, appearing unruffled by the situation. A second later, before seeing the Yin Soul resurface, he heard its screams of agony. It was as if it had crashed into an indestructible iron wall, hitting the yang energy surrounding Chen Hao and being rebounded onto the floor.

"Weak!" Chen Hao scoffed. After speaking, he clasped his hands together, then slowly parted them, between his palms gradually appeared a golden sword of yang energy, as if cast from gold.

"Ao!" At that moment, the White Tiger roared as it pounced toward Chen Hao; Chen Hao raised the sword of yang energy in his hand and swung it at the Yin Soul.

Before his head could be bitten off by the White Tiger's sharp fangs, Chen Hao severed the Yin Soul's spirit with the sword of yang energy.

The moment the Yin Soul's spirit scattered, the White Tiger bit Chen Hao's head clean off his neck, and blood splashed everywhere in an instant.

"Ah!" Tang Jing let out a piercing scream, staring in shock. Then, Chen Hao's headless body fell beside her, bright red blood poured from the severed wound in his neck, quickly forming a huge pool of blood surrounding both Tang Jing and Tang Chao.

"Brother!" Tang Jing clung tightly to Tang Chao and howled loudly, "Chen Hao... he's dead!"

A slight frown creased Ye Yuqiao's brow; she knew Chen Hao possessed an immortal body, but she was still worried for him. She knew that Chen Hao was someone who feared pain the most.

The White Tiger threw Chen Hao's head aside, then leapt and lunged with its claws trying to retain the scattering Primordial Spirit and Primordial Soul of the Yin Soul. Soon after, both the Primordial Spirit and Primordial Soul disappeared, and the cold light in the White Tiger's eyes faded, leaving its eyes translucent and empty. A tear the size of a large purple grape rolled out of its left eye.

"Mo!" The White Tiger let out a dull cry of mourning, as sorrowful as Tang Jing's weeping.

Then, the White Tiger suddenly roared towards the heavens, and the entire world seemed to tremor. When it lowered its head, the cold light returned to its eyes. It stared at Tang Jing and Tang Chao with wide eyes, its maw gaping wide, then walked towards them like the grim reaper from hell.

Feeling the breath of death closing in, Tang Jing and Tang Chao were petrified with fear, their faces deathly white and trembling uncontrollably.

"Ao!" The White Tiger roared at Tang Jing and Tang Chao, its raised claws drenched in Chen Hao's blood, becoming even more terrifying!

And just as Tang Jing and Tang Chao were enveloped in despair, Chen Hao's headless body suddenly stood up, blocking the White Tiger's path.

"Brother!" Tang Jing hugged Tang Chao tightly and exclaimed, her delicate and youthful face contorting.

Tang Chao was equally stunned, staring fixedly at the scene.

The heavy breathing of the White Tiger also weakened as if it too was startled.

Next, the blood on the ground began to rapidly flow back into Chen Hao's body.

"Sister!" Tang Chao's face lit up with joy as if he reached an epiphany. "Have you forgotten? Chen Hao has an immortal body."

Tang Jing's eyes, previously dim with shock, blinked several times before lighting up with excitement and laughter, her face expressing her thrill, "That's right, I almost forgot about that."

No sooner had Tang Jing finished speaking, Chen Hao's head that had been thrown to the corner flew back to his neck.

Under the watchful eyes of Tang Chao and Tang Jing, time seemed to slow down. It felt like hours passed before Chen Hao finally twisted his neck, though in reality, it had been less than two seconds.

"That hurt like hell!" Chen Hao rotated his head as if he were a freshly manufactured robot testing each part and component for faults.

"Are you all okay?" Chen Hao asked Ye Yuqiao, then turned his head to look at Tang Chao and Tang Jing.

Ye Yuqiao's expression was oddly contorted as she pursed her lips, trying to laugh but unable to.

Tang Jing and Tang Chao stared at Chen Hao with incredulous gazes. After a moment of stunned silence, Tang Jing suddenly rushed over, embraced Chen Hao from behind, and cried her heart out against his back. If Chen Hao could not revive, she knew she would feel guilty for a lifetime.

"Tang Jing, you!" Chen Hao suddenly didn't know what to do, he hadn't expected that the usually disdainful Tang Jing would ever throw herself at him.

Lying on the couch, Ye Yuqiao frowned at this moment.

"Roar!" The white tiger pounced toward Chen Hao at that moment.

Chen Hao was startled, and at the moment when the white tiger's claw was about to tear into his face, a burst of purple flames shot from his left eye. The white tiger hastily turned mid-air, landing and leaping forward a body's length to avoid the purple flames.

At this moment, Tang Jing let go of Chen Hao and obediently retreated to Tang Chao's side.

"Ye Yuqiao!" Chen Hao smiled at Ye Yuqiao, "Today I won't be using the power of my left eye, instead, let me show you the might of my Yin Yang Arts."

"Hmph!" Ye Yuqiao glared darkly at Chen Hao, unable to shake off the image of Tang Jing embracing Chen Hao from her mind.

Chen Hao bit his left and right thumbs, then drew a rune in the palm of each hand. Next, he closed his eyes and gathered all the Yang Energy within his body into his palms.

"Come on, little white kitty, bite me!" Chen Hao taunted the white tiger with a beckoning finger.

The white tiger's body shook, and with a loud roar, it lunged at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao advanced to meet the attack, spreading his left palm to clash with the tiger's incoming claw. In that instant, a golden light flashed as if a colossal golden fist emerged at the center of Chen Hao's palm, knocking off the sharp nails of the white tiger's paw and shattering the bones wrapped in the black-and-white striped tiger skin.

"Roar!" After a shriek, the white tiger crashed to the ground.

At this time, Chen Hao opened his right palm and struck toward the 'king' character on the white tiger's forehead. Another giant golden fist surged from Chen Hao's palm, hitting the white tiger directly on the forehead.

After that blow, the white tiger lay collapsed on the ground like a sick cat. Then, two fine lines of blood flowed from its eyes, which were losing their cold light.

"Dare to hurt our Yuqiao, see if I don't beat you to death, you sick cat!" Chen Hao continued to strike toward the 'king' character on the white tiger's head.

Hearing him say that, Ye Yuqiao's face was a mixture of a smile and anger in her eyes.

Only when the white tiger stopped breathing and its eyes turned white did Chen Hao stop striking. He stood with hands on his waist, breathing heavily, and sighed, "I've killed it, it's exhausted me."

"Chen Hao!" Tang Jing looked at Chen Hao in surprise, "Which chapter of the 'Return to Yang Spell' have you cultivated to?"

"Chapter fifteen!" Chen Hao said casually.

Subsequently, the astonishment on Tang Jing and Tang Chao's faces was beyond description. It had taken Tang Jing three years to cultivate to the fifteenth chapter, yet Chen Hao had done it in one night.

Ten minutes later, the Primordial Spirit and Primordial Soul of the Netherworld white tiger had dissipated, and Tang Jing and Tang Chao had gone upstairs to rest. Chen Hao walked over to the couch and carried Ye Yuqiao to bed.

After tucking Ye Yuqiao in, Chen Hao brought a chair over to sit by the bed, resting his head on it, gazing steadily at Ye Yuqiao.

"What are you trying to do?" Ye Yuqiao asked.

"Looking after the patient," Chen Hao explained, "so if you feel uncomfortable later, I can take you to the hospital in time."

Ye Yuqiao turned to look at Chen Hao, remaining silent.

"What's wrong?" Chen Hao couldn't help but reach out to pinch Ye Yuqiao's tender cheek, "You're not moved by me, are you?"

"Chen Hao, I think you and Tang Jing are quite suitable for each other," Ye Yuqiao said seriously as she looked at him.

"Sigh!" Chen Hao sighed helplessly, "Ye Yuqiao, you clearly are jealous, why won't you admit you like me? I understand your difficulty, so I haven't forced you to acknowledge anything. But I must also let you know that in my heart you are unique, so please don't say such foolish things that hurt me anymore."

At Chen Hao's words, tears welled in Ye Yuqiao's eyes, then she turned her back to Chen Hao.

"You don't have to sit up, come lie down on the bed," Ye Yuqiao said coldly.

Chen Hao was overjoyed and excitedly said, "Really?"

Ye Yuqiao gave no further response.

Chen Hao quickly climbed onto the bed, snuggling into the covers, a content smile on his face.

As she heard Chen Hao's breathing, Ye Yuqiao's heart suddenly began to pound. Although they had shared a bed many times before, this time she felt unusually nervous. She dared not move and tried her best to mask the sound of her heartbeat and breathing.

After a long silence, Chen Hao suddenly took hold of Ye Yuqiao's left hand.

"Ye Yuqiao, I like you, very, very much," Chen Hao's voice trembled.

Ye Yuqiao gave no response. However, silently, tears streamed down her cheeks.

She thought of Chen Hao's past life, feeling pity for him, not understanding why fate chose to play such tricks on Chen Hao, making him fall in love with someone he shouldn't in both his past and present lives. Moreover, whether in his past or present life, Chen Hao was very persistent in love.

She couldn't bear to let the pain of Chen Hao's past life be replayed in this life.

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